Destinations
This is a gift piece that I wrote for two good friends of mine, both of whom make an appearance in the story. Both are very much in love, and I wanted to give them something that would sum up the feelings associated with meeting the love of your life for the first time, having only communicated with them via the phone for a long time, and the pent up feelings that need to be released as a result. A familiar experience for many in this widely distributed world. Both characters are copyrighted to their respective owners. I have used them with their permission and blessing.
Destinations by Avon DeRussate
February 2011
Another plane had just touched down, wisps of white smoke puffing from it's tyres as they made contact with the hard grey concrete. The huge aluminium bird then settling down into it's final roll down the airstrip, air-brakes and flaps fully extended as the pilot fought to bring the 160 ton liner to a safe stop before the hardcore ran out. Trippi bounced around excitedly. It must have been the seventh or eighth jet liner that the young white tail buck had watched land. Not that watching planes land and take off was a hobby of his. To him, they were functional entities fulfilling a mundane, but vital function. Instead he was at the airport because today's cargo was a little more special than most. At least to him. Somewhere on an approach vector to this airport was a liner baring the KLM crest, and containing his partner. Today was the first day they would be meeting in person. Long distance relationships being what they are, this was both a source of extreme excitement and apprehension at the same time. Trippi hopped from hoof to hoof, shuffling around as he watched the Dutch flight finally touch down, before bounding down towards the arrivals area, much to the confusion of many other of the assorted collection of passengers, guests, and employees at the airport. An equine baggage handler taking lunch at one of the many restaurants looked tutted as the deer rushed by him.
"Security is the other way!", the old bay horse screamed, assuming Trippi to be just another passenger late for a flight.
The buck did not even hear him. Rounding a corner, he came to rest just outside the customs area, and waited patiently. Eventually the doors parted to reveal a form he had previously only seen in a photo exchange. He flung himself into the arms of his skunk, squeezing tightly, offering the long needed comfort and reassurance that a mate can only offer in person. Fortune, the object of his affections snuggled back firmly, but somewhat more self consciously. Very aware of the strange looks the assembled crowd in this public area were shooting them, but hardly caring. This was their time. At long last.
"It's great to see you at last! Did you have a good flight?", asked the buck excitedly.
"Well..it passed more quickly than I thought it was going to. Customs were gentle on me. Did not get anyone asking me what I had hidden in my tail."
"Or under it.", replied Trippi, leaning in with a sly and dirty grin. Looking as leery as a deer possibly can do.
"Oh, that I am sure you will discover in due course.", reassured the skunk in return, patting his mate on the rear. "but first..I am in need of some food that is not served on a plastic tray."
"Food! You know what us bucks like, don't you? OK...I know the perfect place!"
The meal was going well. Both furs were eagerly tucking into their respective dishes. Trippi had opted for a light mayonnaise based celery and apple salad, whilst Fortune was busy munching on a burger.
"Pass the salt will ya, sweets?" asked Trippi with a smile.
"You deer and your salt." replied Fortune, tossing his lover the salt pot.
"We happen to like it." gurgled the buck in reply as he chewed on the celery stick thoughtfully.
"I have no idea why I am so hungry anyway. The flight has crossed several time zones. I don't even know what day it is." said the skunk with a tired sigh.
"Your body know itself better than you think. Listen to your body. When it has urges it will tell you." Trippi replied as he tackled a particularly crunchy slice of celery.
"And what is your body telling you at the moment?" asked the skunk with a sly wink, as he sneaked a foot between his mate's legs to rub suggestively at his groin, his actions safely concealed under the table.
Trippi almost choked on his salad, and and had to swiftly reach over for the water to wash down his food.
"Awww..did I surprise you there?" said Fortune as he leaned over the table, grinning widely.
"Well, I've been so looking forward to finally meeting you in person, that I've not had a chance to concentrate on that kind of thing." replied the buck, feigning innocence on the matter.
"You're a bad lair." leered Fortune and winked again.
"I guess I am. But how about we wait until this meal is over. After all your next destination for today is my house."
"Ah...in a day of destinations, that is the one I am most looking forward to." said Fortune with a uneven grin.
A more charged atmosphere pervaded the room as the couple continued with their meal. A day of destinations indeed. Maybe it was the fact that Fortune was finally able to talk to his long distance partner on a face to face basis that allowed him to relax a little, and be honest with his feelings for this deer. Either way, both of them decided to bring the meal to swift conclusion. Desert was even skipped. Surely the best part of any meal. The buck paid for the meal quickly and bundled his mate out of the door.
When they reached the buck's home, it was already getting a little late. He quickly parked the car up and looked over to the skunk on the passenger seat. Blushing a little, his heart skipped a beat as the love of his life smiled back
"Are you not tired, sweets? We can do the tour and...other things tomorrow if you'd rather." asked the buck curiously.
"Oh, I am tired, but not so tired I am unable to make time for you." replied the skunk, half cuddling his tail as it swept around his right side between the door and his body. Trippi smiled again, feeling like the luckiest buck in the world to have such a sweet guy as a partner. He quickly shepherded Fortune through the door and closed it to keep the warmth in.
"Well.." began the deer as he reached down for the light switch "...this it the lounge. Urm..sorry it's not that tidy. The TV is easy enough to operate. The kitchen is through the door in the corridor we just came though. The room we'll be sharing is through the door at the far end of the corridor instead. If you want any snacks at all just help yourself." said Trippi as he tried to clear up the mess in the lounge while he was speak. The deer was not the best of housekeepers.
"Can I go for a look around?" asked Fortune, his tail swaying expressibly as he headed towards the corridor.
"Of course you can." replied Trippi as he struggled with an empty pizza box, cursing his bin for being full.
A shout from the direction of the bedroom snapped the buck out of it. He was supposed to be making his mate feel at home. Not messing about doing cleaning that should really have been done ages ago.
"Why not stop worrying and come here instead?" shouted the skunk as he slid down on the mattress in Trippi's bedroom his tail laying by his side, and already fluffed into a soft looking pillow.
Trippi walked through the door almost melting at the cute scene. There was something about skunks and the way they carried their tails that really appealed to him. Irresistible by any definition of the word. The buck could barely wait to run his fingers through the plush warmth, as he had previously been able do to only in his dreams.
"Well..come on then.." said Fortune, patting the mattress space next to him.
The deer flopped onto the bed next to his partner., looking over at him with an eager grin. Both now aware of where this was heading. Both having to admit that they had waited a long time for this, and wanted it. Normally quite reserved, it came as a surprise to the buck that Fortune was the first to remove his clothing. Leaning in to kiss his loving mate gently as he unbuttoned his own jeans and let them fall over his long, fluffy tail and onto the ground. Placing a clawed hand on his mate's chest, he softly rubbed at the powerful cervine chest, working under the shirt to caress directly over the buck's warm chestfur, reaching up to deliberately run a claw tip over the bucks already firmed nipple. Trippi shuddered at the electric sensation, and griped at the bedsheets tightly.
Fortune leaned back with an uneven smirk covering his muzzle, giggling a little.
"Enjoying yourself so far, my buck?" asked the deer's mate with a wink as he continues stimulating the little nub now hardened up against his claw.
"Oh yes. I so want this..." panted Trippi.
"So do I...so why not lose those shorts? " replied Fortune, gripping at the fabric, taught against the now much firmer package of buckhood contained within.
Trippi shot the skunk a warm smile as the powerful buck removed the offending garment. The skunk shuffled happily, now no longer conscious of his own nakedness as he took in the wonderful sight of the love of his life. The buck standing over him smiled gently, as he slid down to join the skunk on the bed. Pressing the warmth of his buff coloured chestruff now fluffed up in excitement against the cleaner, whiter hues of Fortune's. Drawing into a warm kiss, he explored over the skunk's features, the hardened tips of his fingers roaming over the softness of that long tail that skunks are famed for.
Pressing his tongue deeper into Fortune's muzzle, he ran it slowly over the skunks own tongue and teeth as he pressed his lips close, grinding his groin against his partner's. The warm thick fur of Trippi's sheath area and tip of his cervine arousal now peeking forth brushed against the skunk's own maleness, half hardened and growing slowly forth from the warm protective pelt of his sheath.
The gentle, electric touch to this sensitive area aroused both further. Trippi gently reached down to rub at his mate's warm meaty spire, squeezing at the warmth as he pressed it against his own, rubbing both members together. Thicker than his own, although not quite as long, the buck teasingly squeezed at the firm meat with his fingers, and rumbled gently, his nose picking up the warm, earthy scents of the growing excitement in the room.
"Ohhh, good love..right there." gasped Fortune as the buck gently drew his fingertips down the sensitive thick length. His other fingertip reaching gently under his the fluffy tail of his mate, rubbing at the snug entrance held proudly beneath.
"There as well?" asked Trippi suggestively, the hardened tip of his hoofnail prodding expectantly against the tight entrance.
"Oh yes...", replied the skunk with a shudder, trying to relax for his partner.
Trippi smiled warmly, and leaned over to his left to retrieve a tube of lotion. Flipping the lid off, he smeared the cool gel like liquid over his arousal, which had now grown to an impressive spire of deer meat. Fortunes eyes widened as he looked his partner over in detail. Sure, he had seen this before, over a web cam link. But the digitised pictures did not get across the scale accurately or the extreme emotions attached to this moment. Fortune licked his lips unconsciously as he looked over the buck's thin, but oh so long cock length, already moist from a sizeable bead of pre that had formed at the tip. Imagining just how deep that deerstick was about to plough him, Fortune decided to make his own desires as transparent as possible. Flipping onto his knees, the skunk raised that luscious tail over his back, exposing his rear for his sweet deer. Trippi reacted with a grin and a pun, moving ever closer. .
"Hmmm....careful where you point that thing. They're known to be dangerous weapons." Trippi joked as he smeared more lubricating fluids over his organ.
"In that case you'd better stick something up there to disarm it." Fortune quipped in reply. Now looking over his shoulder at his partner with a more serious tone of voice, the skunk reiterated his desires and intentions. "Please..take me..my big buck."
"Any time my sweet skunk." replied the fully aroused white tail buck
Secretly the eager deer had been waiting for this moment, and needed no further encouragement. Lining up, the buck reached down to position against the already prepared and spread skunkhole, draping the plush fuzzy tail over his shoulder and easing his hips forward, he pressed the pointed tip of his arousal against his mates snug entrance, easing inwards a little.
Fortune, gripped hard at the sheets with quiet grunt, his tight opening clamping down firmly in protest at the sudden invader, yielding only slightly despite the cool silk like fluid and tapered shape of the buck's maleness. The skunk felt a gentle touch to his sides as Trippi warmly stroked him in comfort, easing in, gently at first, but slowly more urgently as the delicious tightness of the skunk's passage squeezed and throbbed at the questing organ as the buck pressed deeper. Trippi matched Fortune's grunt with his own shuddered gasp as the he felt the tight entrance squeezing urgently at his already dripping member. Leaning over Fortunes shoulder, the deer gently nibbled at his neck, before suddenly slamming inwards. Almost knocking the skunk over, Trippi now grunting too as he angled his hips down, pressing the eager firm flesh deeper into his love. Fortune's warm, soft nutsac kissing Trippi's own as his partner worked up a swifter, more urgent rhythm.
Pounding harder and more forcefully, the deer's powerful hips slammed against the skunks rear almost without let or mercy. Cute panting squeaks emanated from his black and white furred lover as each inward jab spurred both onwards. The buck pounded as deep into the snug, contracting tunnel as he could, holding his mate tightly around his sides now. Panting hard, he leaned over his partner's back to resume licking at his neck gently, and nibbling there, happy to let instinct guide his motions and actions. Fortune's own member, slightly thicker, but shorter than the one servicing his rear swung back and forth under the power of the inward jabs. Dribbling his own thin pre liquids, aching to be touched. Fortune wrapped his paw around the thick red length, squeezing over the dark purple veined body as he worked himself closer to his release, eager to do so with his mate still inside him.
Trippi leaned back now as his partner's snug insides began to accept him more easily, his movements now a lot more fluid and deeper, as he angled up to spear his skunk's walnut shaped pleasure centre. Knowing it was up there there somewhere, the deer grinned evilly as Fortune let out a loud squeak, the tunnel of flesh suddenly contracting hard against his own own organ. Having found his target, the buck mercilessly battered the object, with a rapid succession of jerks of his hips. The skunk below tensed hard and started to gasp out loud as his pre thickened noticeably, now coating his belly, the sheets blow, and smeared into his musky skunklength as he pawed faster now.
Whining lowly, he tried to warn Trippi, but was unable to get the words out. Letting out a feral churr as he exploded onto his belly, he painted his white underside with a creamy coating of his own milt and fluids.
Trippi's eyes suddenly widened as he felt what he thought was fist squeeze around his organ and milk it hard. Riding out the skunk's climax, he leaned further over Fortune's back, pounding swiftly and urgently against the contracting rings, before letting out a feral grunt of his own and slamming his hips inwards deeply. Holding tightly, he reached his own climax. A warm torrent of the deer's own juices filled his partner's eager rear, causing the skunk to lid his eyes, gratefully taking all he could into the depths of his body, his heart pounding happily.
Falling back to the side and back onto the bed, panting loudly through exhilaration and excitement. The deer's shaft still throbbing, and very much within Fortune's rear. The buck chuckled to himself as the stars in front of his eyes started to fade, stroking lovingly down the skunks fluffy tail.
"So...fancy another meal out?" asked Trippi, panting too hard to lick the back of the skunk's neck any more and instead moved on to tender kisses and nibbles.
"Well, the last one led to such a nice conclusion that I am eager for another." replied Fortune, relaxing under the typically tender attention from his lovely mate, before wiggling off the long prong filling him. The withdrawal accompanied by a dribble of the buck's fluids, coating the skunk's black furred rear noticeably. A thin trail leaking out, and dribbling on the bed.
"You sure you're just not...hungry?" asked the deer, gazing deeply into the brown eyes of his musteline mate.
"You can take me anywhere, silly buck. As long as you're with me." he continued, turning to face the love of his life. Their relationship finally consummated.
With that, they embraced, squeezing close, Trippi drawing Fortune into another deep kiss. Destinations did not matter to Fortune or himself any more. They had both found the only place in the world they really wanted to be. Right there.